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Harrow

from The New Gospel by Haunt

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Backwoods opiate. Splitting deliverance. A witch hunt lexicon. Hierophantic stomp and stagger. Bred in a basement. Faux fathoms, phantasm. A coat of what you carry on. All for naught. Base is bludgeoned. Grinding of the pinion. Blessing of the slug.

Still, I accept the convenience of heaven. Making bone payments on pavement for a moment longer unheard. Soapbox preaching the avalanche. Staying docile in gross paranoia. The fiction shield renders you loyal. Hooded figures ruining “your love”. Chambered bellow. Soft devils. The way you live your life is disgusting.

Amnesia prophet moves through mud. Caught in the power of plight. Bought again. Tourist baptism. Did their eyes keep spinning on the day that you were given?

No nails. Holy terror. Bushcraft. Iron trap. Safe spell. Out of measure. Torch anthem. Hymnal clap. Pig for pig. Sacrilege under the roof of gnawing swine. In a room full of ex-believers: the first to cry foul, the last outlined. I hammered god to the ground.

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from The New Gospel, released October 28, 2014

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